"After the plane lands, hand over Little Hua immediately. If anything happens to her, none of you will live."
The man hurriedly said, "Mr. Ling, rest assured, I can guarantee that Little Hua is very well and has not been mistreated." He paused for a moment and then continued, "I know that our plan was not thorough enough this time, and I hope you will not take it to heart."
"I hate being used by others the most in my life. Your Secret Society has investigated my background, so you should understand my character. This is the first and the last time; if anything similar happens again, don't blame me for being ruthless. Now, you two had better disappear from my sight, I don't want to see you again."
The two men looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and had to get up and leave.
In the resting room at the rear cabin of the airplane, a middle-aged man and a girl wearing a mask were sitting on the sofa, chatting softly.
